The late George Wallno worked on High Street And lived on manners 52 years he sat on his verandah, made his saddles And if you had questions about sheep or flowers or doves, You just asked the saddler He lived without sin They're building a library for him
Time is a traveller Tenterfield saddler Turn your head Ride again, jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead
The son of George Wallno went off And got married and had a war baby But something was wrong And it's easier to drink than go crazy And if there were questions about why the end was so sad, Well George had no answers about Why her son ever has need of a gun
Time is a traveller Tenterfield saddler Turn your head Ride again, jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead
The grandson of George has been all around the world And lives no special place Changed his last name And he married a girl with an interesting face He'd almost forgotten them both Because of the life that he leads There's nowhere for George and his library Or the son with his gun to belong Except in this song
Time is a traveller Tenterfield saddler Turn your head Ride again, jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead
Time is a meddler Tenterfield Saddler Make a bet Fly away cockatoo Down on the ground Emu up ahead
Time is a tale teller Tenterfield Saddler Turn your head Ride again, jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead
Time is a tale teller Tenterfield Saddler Make a bet Fly away cockatoo Down on the ground Emu up aheadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
